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It's Called Backup
I'm going to try to make this journal as vague as possible...let's see how I do.
Lol, it's funny how foolish people can be.
Or maybe it's just funny how deceitful I can be.
I've felt loss...of course I have.
But losing some things is just A-okay with me.
Because I have backup.
Really I guess it's not so much deceit as it is...a lie of omission!
I would never tell people about my backup.
I like being secretive anyway.
Mostly I don't tell because I try to cause people as little pain as possible.
It usually works out.
And I have mastered the art of beautiful language.
Which is simply the art of the kind word.
And I know just which kind of voice to use and facial expression to make.
Sounds like preparations for a lie, right?
Well such is not the case with me.
I'm more honest than I ever was, and it's much easier than I thought it would be.
But sometimes people get on my bad side and the kindness comes to an abrupt end.
It's a shame but it's a reality that such people will have to accept.
Lol, how did I do?
*Re-reads entire journal*
Lol, that was brilliant!
And now we watch as people use their sleuthing skills to try and figure out what I'm talking about!
And! When they're wrong, we shall see what sort of conclusions they jump to!
It will be fantastic.
Unless of course someone who comes along and reads this is no fun at all and chooses not to guess.
Booooo.
Ha ha ha!
And no, I'm not high or drunk or anything.
I just think this kind of stuff is fun because it allows me to vent without actually revealing anything.
That, my dears, should be a clue.
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